It's funny, particularly when you're a writer and you're doing well, you have that sense of like, "Oh! My view of the world is the one that's going to be published."

Lately it has become more and more difficult to attend dinner parties without the evening ending in gunfire or tapioca.

You know I want to be a director, but you could never truly see the movies in my head and that, Ed, is why we broke up.

A new experience can be extremely pleasurable, or extremely irritating, or somewhere in between, and you never know until you try it out.

One cannot spend forever sitting and solving the mysteries of oone's history.

There are so many movies like this, where you thought you were smarter than the screen but the director was smarter than you, of course he's the one, of course it was a dream, of course she's dead, of course, it's hidden right there, of course it's the truth and you in your seat have failed to notice in the dark.

So every so often, when I meet someone who's honestly appalled by my books and doesn't understand why they would be attractive to people... I find such people sort of charming, even though they usually don't like me.